You complain about being uncomfortable
Due to externalities- mostly you are capable
Of moving away from the source of discomfort for you
Therein lies the difference between us – this is not true
For me- I carry the burden of discomfort with me
Because of my lack of societal conformity..
I am eyed with suspicion, perceived as a pervert
And that, fellow human beings, does definitely hurt..
I try to talk to myself about self-love every day
But not much love has come along my way..
The disappointment and sorrow in the eyes
Of my parents, who have wrapped my reality in lies
Has taken me away from the one place that could have been
My safe haven, where I could shed tears unseen
Despite attempts at inclusion, I fear discrimination
At the doctor’s office, I am still an aberration
I see healthcare staff treat me cautiously
Deadly diseases I am suspected to carry..
When I strike conversations with strangers, I am on guard
Their views on inclusivity I cannot disregard
Being hyper attentive has become second nature, I must say
Saving me from escalating trouble many a day
My greatest desire is not to excel, or accolades win
First and foremost I just want to be comfortable in my skin